Ain't Got No Home
Woody Guthrie

I ain’t got no home, I’m just a ramblin’ around
A hard workin’ ramblin’ man, I go from town to town
The police make it hard wherever I may go
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore

I was farming on the share and always I was poor
My crops I laid into the banker’s door
And my wife took down and died upon the cabin floor
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore

Now as I look around, its mighty plain to see
This wide wicked world is a funny place to be
The gamblin’ man is rich and the workin’ man is poor
And I ain’t got no home in this world anymore



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